Dorayan's Writings

Apparently I'm a writer, so this thread will have all the stories I write on the Palace. I'll post a new story every now and then I guess. Don't forget to criticize me! I appreciate it! Even the rough stuff I had coming!

Here's the comic I made with TrekkieGal in the last Comic Contest.

Holy shit a comic.

Tags: Futa on female, blowjob, sunscreen.

Comment: My first experience writing erotica. Eh.

And here's a story I wrote moments earlier:

A blue sky, palm trees and an exotic beauty: you'd think they would be the perfect ingredients for sex on the beach, right? But all it takes is a second look and you realize that it's nothing more than a beautiful lie. The sky's color said nothing about the scorching heat wave the state was going through. We had been out for only two minutes, and I could already see the pearls of sweat building off Tanya's toned body.

As for the palm trees, they were merely part of a cheap background curtain giving the illusion that we were in some tropical paradise. You only had to look off to the side to realize that you were in a private lakeside estate in Vermont.

But the sweetest piece of deception was Tanya herself. Her golden eyes had hypnotized more than one man just today. Her mocha skin tone made her the envy of every tanning salon customer in the country. Her silver hair, stylized in a way that was both elegant and exotic, made sure that all eyes were on her when she entered a room, any room. Add to that a toned body and a pair of heavy breasts tipped with sweetest looking nipples you've seen this side of the Atlantic ocean, wrap it up in a pair of fishnet stockings covering her impossibly long legs and white silky gloves giving her angelically fine hands and you've got Tanya, a probable reincarnation of some ancient foreign goddess of beauty.

At that moment, Tanya had me aroused. But it wasn't because of any of the heavenly qualities I have mentioned above. No, the ember that lit my fire was being held an inch away from my lips. It was what allowed Tanya to conquer the hearts of hundreds of men and women ever since she was old enough to desire the flesh of another person. It was her dick.

It was a beautiful thing: eight inches in length, cut and shaved smooth. But it wasn't the sight that had my heart - and my crotch - tingling, it was the smell. It was clean, but a musky odor came from it. It was intoxicating. I didn't know what it was, but I was attracted to it. Unconsciously, my lips drew closer to them, pulled by an unseen force. I looked up. Tasha cocked an eyebrow. Armed with her whip, she slid her weapon beneath her balls and lifted them, empowering her organ's grip on me.

"Well?" She asked, awaiting my answer. I didn't make her wait. My lips pressed against the pink tip. It was firm yet tender, its warmth rewarding my lips with subtle sensations. Its unyielding acceptance of my